Published: 06 Mar 2020 › Updated: 06 Mar 2020
Flower
A group of winds whispering among the flares of a pair of pigeons also mystical song of rain drops during the engagement of flowers and butterflies. If you have ever heard of it, then so am I to you.
Sometimes a flower will scatter its most fragrant fragrance after it has been destroyed.
The girl is a flower, but she is also rain. Sometimes she is a beautiful day, but also a night that holds sadness.
I love you esteem friends.
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